Existence
Through the fallibility of flesh and blood
A soul is frozen to the mechanics of the mind
To embellish with love and entice with hate
Smash the chains of consensus reality
Here, the voices echo in apparent pain
In the collapse of enigmatic existence
Our concept of sex is forcibly distorted
Created then forsaken
So delude yourself that you are special
That you're impaired only in lifeblood
Kindness is not innate I am sure
I think therefore I condemn
Existence...
The End
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